The Currys - Nothing Good Тексты

I came to in a parking lot and I didn’t know my name
In a southwest georgia service stop that I almost
Made my grave
I can’t recall particulars though I swear I’m not to
Blame
But the gun that’s lying next to me keeps smokin’ all
The same

Cut me out, I’m spreading like a cancer baby
Peel me back, for all the world to see
Spit me up, I’m accustomed to rejection, darlin'
Nothing good ever could come from me

They say that nobler men prevail, and lord knows
That I'm not one
I put off all my growing up for the sake of having
Fun
I'll do right by you someday, but I’m damned if I
Know how
‘Cause I follow where my compass leads, but it's
Always pointing south

Cut me out, I’m spreading like a cancer baby
Peel me back, for all the world to see
Spit me up, I’m accustomed to rejection, darlin'
Nothing good ever could come from me

Throw me out, I’m wasted in so many ways
Toss me back, into that deep dark sea
Burn me up, just give me to the fire, doll
Nothing good ever could come from me

Cut me out, I’m spreading like a cancer baby
Peel me back, for all the world to see
Spit me up, I’m accustomed to rejection
Nothing good ever could come from me
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